Songbirds in a Sunrise

I float atop the sea on the crests of waves that carry broken bodies and suken souls, ghosts snapping at my heels imbibed in tainted persuasion they try to swallow me

I scream for you from beneath the waves, my oasis in the ocean rain you walk on water, just to remind me that you'll meet me at the end of the bridge and like songbirds in a sunrise, we'll soar above the ashes someday.

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